Sunday Service

Lord forgive I ain't playing with ya talent,

You gave me custom cloth and I ain't playing with the fabric

Jesus walked on water died at age 33, so I figured Its a few more years for FRAZ to be free

(to be free, to be free, to be.......

They be saying shit, but don't say enough,

Fly **** rap least a K and up,

Bet and doubled down every night I'm staying up,

Paid with all my sacrifice you **** couldn't pay enough

M, A, Dolla Sign the Sequel to he

Put the city on my back you jus should leave it to me

Get the Chills when they hear me, know they probably fear me, give it 6 months bet they can't near me

Uh, I aint close to rich enough, I ain't close to all my dreams, I ain't close to Jay and Puff, I ain't go and make a mill, I ain't even got a deal, I'm the best that's kept a secret, jus imagine how it feel

Couple people that you started with got action in the game

While you sitting on them benches hoping coach a call ya name

When the women that you follow read ya messege call you lame

When you double tap her post and she don't notice man it's pain

What you want the money or fame, what you tryna leave behind when they google search ya name

What's ya WHY behind ya WHAT, all ya rapping ain't enough

How And Where you get it matter when it's time to level up

I Got **** in the jail they gotta wait to take a shower,

I go up to Otisville they cut the visits at a hour

You could Tell me what they said, they never tell you what they did, they gon show you what it was, and ima show what it is

Drizzy, Cole, K Dot that equal to three, whoever else you multiply em they don't equal to me

Man you can't tell me nothing, you Otis and nobody came to see you, man sometimes I be feeling like David Ruffin

I was boxed in, better than top ten, them **** with them big red boots I am not them

If you don't got a talent and a past you are not me

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